Su Jinci had just wanted to say she was fine, but a slight movement of her lips brought about a sharp pain, making her wince involuntarily, "Hiss…"
Her beloved man, recently promoted to the status of her fiancé, had been slapped across the face—a situation even the most patient woman couldn't tolerate. Yin Ruowei sought justice for Su Jinci, partly because of her own position which finally allowed her to righteously criticize Ming Ge.
She touched Su Jinci's face, tears brimming in her eyes. When she looked at Ming Ge, her expression was tinged with anger amidst all the apology and guilt, "Sister, you went too far. How could you hit someone like that?"
Her throat seemed to choke up as she added, "If you have a problem, take it up with me."
Ming Ge's face held a smile that wasn't quite a smile as she said, "Don't worry, both of you are the same to me. Neither of you will get away."
It takes two to tango. Su Jinci a scumbag, and is Yin Ruowei really innocent?
Not at all.
